For seven continuous days I sat on the beach at the Iberostar Bavaro resort in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. A long, long way from home. I didn't care about anything while sitting there. The election was not dominating my mind. There were no Jehovah's Witnesses passing out propaganda to the tourists.............hmmmm.........I imagine I would have had to do something about that kind of scenario..........I wasn't gonna let anyone mess up my vacation. I sat there and it was all good.
If I looked up, this is what I would see. I don't particularly enjoy getting burned to a crisp, so I spent a good amount of time under the canopy. Shade is a good thing to have when you are not conditioned for the tropical sun. Even though it was about 85 degrees with a nice ocean breeze, the sun here is very strong and you can feel it penetrating your skin. Of course, my better half made sure I was nearly embalmed with sunblock. My legs are so white they look like flourescent tubes..........people might think I was a kitchen or an ice cream dealer on the beach....hehehe.......so I have to use sunblock because I would burn up like a Watchtower Magazine at an Apostafest!
As I previously mentioned, my camera was malfunctioning. I apologize for the lack of quality in these photos, but its all I have.......and its better than nothing. During the strong daylight the camera would act up. It couldn't handle the bright sunlight hitting the white sand. Even my own eyes required sunglasses here.
Looking to my right, I could see this.........sometimes people stretching out in their chairs..........sometimes there were even some women bandying about topless. No big deal.........except there are way too many women that you would NOT want to see in a bathing suit, why would they want to frighten anyone by going topless?
Meanwhile, in my chair..................I would look through my binoculars every once in a while. I could see a ship or two in the distance and watch the parasailers go by.........and yes........some of the people that just so happened to walk by......hehehe.
You might look at this picture and think "Gee...look at all of the seaweed". Everyday, the staff of the hotel rake up as much of the seaweed that they can and haul it away. In the water, there was never enough seaweed to complain about. I have been to other resorts where you could not tolerate being in the water because of massive amounts of seaweed. This beach is somewhat protected to a degree by a coral reef. Unless there is a storm or high winds, the seaweed is minimal to non-existent here.
The coral reef also filters what otherwise would show up on the beach. The sand here is pure white and without rocks and broken shells. Pure sand........and great on your feet! I will mention that you will encounter an occasional piece of coral under your feet while in the water. These can hurt your feet and the solution is to move a few feet away from it. There wasn't that much of it to even call it a bother. In fact, I brought some of it home with me as a souvenir............although I heard we were not supposed to do that.
The color of the water................absolutely stunning.
Very roomy place eh? Looking at the trees, you can see which way the wind blows here....hehehe. In the far distance along the beach is the "flea market"......a series of shacks where you can haggle over the price of rum, souvenirs, larimar jewelry, turtle shells, and t-shirts. I got some pretty good deals there, but it is not for the timid because the salespeople are very aggressive and can drive a hard bargain. These guys are not employees of the resort and that area of the beach is on public land. I would recommend that anyone that visits here, at least visit the "flea market" once for the experience. At least you will have a story to go along with your souvenirs!
This was looking back towards the Iberostar Bavaro beach. I was just leaving the "flea market" when I snapped this off. I encountered a man holding a sign seated to the left of this view (out of camera).......I chose to not take his picture. He was a double amputee and was homeless..........a reminder that there are problems anywhere. If I was him, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else but right there on that beach.....legs or no legs. He had a small box on the sand in front of him.......I threw in a couple of dollars and he looked up at me and said "God Bless You".......and I said to him "God Bless YOU Buddy". He smiled and I continued walking.
Well, that's the beach! It was the nicest beach I have ever been to. Definately the most beautiful. I did my share of soaking it up. I spent alot of time in the water here. (when I wasn't in my chair) I cannot swim, but nonetheless, I really enjoyed the water. It was like a healing experience for me. Very therapeutic. It cleanses your soul. Call it God's idea of a natural spa. And there is no charge for the natural salt scrub and water massage. I wanna go back. I can safely say that I was totally happy during my seven night vacation here. Not one problem. Not one worry. No schedule to keep. No stress. No pressures. Clean air to breathe. Beautiful eye candy. Happy people.
(*****Note to any Jehovah's Witness that happen to read this...............I have been to "paradise on earth" and I didn't see any lions with beachballs.......hehehehe)